I barely know this person. She is in a knit hat with cat ears. I have two of those -- before they became political. I just really like cats. I collect almost anything cat related, when I bother to collect anything...the conversation is getting grim... I'm squirming uncomfortably....more and more uncomfortable. Why did I choose to leave the house this day?
"Supplements are not regulated by the FDA" she continues on a rant, I'm pretty sure she's reciting wisdom of Facebook at me, "if someone wants their vitamins they should eat them. They don't do anything they are just expensive urine additives." I want to agree, I think people really should get their food from their food -- but what happens when that just doesn't work....
I let her finish, I'm looking out the window of the coffee shop at a passing freighter (a large ship we have on our local Columbia River). "Have you ever had a GI illness? Are on prescription drugs?" I ask probably too abruptly, I'm not used to talking to another human being honestly. I ask personal questions all the time -- bad habit. She looks taken aback. Well, no. She has great health because SHE unlike the unwashed masses, 'eats right.' Whatever that is. I congratulate her on being a better person than I am. I really don't want to add sugar to my coffee in front of her -- but I really want sugar in my coffee.
I don't know what else to say to her, I don't feel like I have the energy to argue, convince or otherwise discuss my health with anyone really. But I'll let you guys know - because I know you get it.
I have at least 150 bottles of supplements. I have pill drawers, a pill cabinet, the backup pills in the closet, the pills on the kitchen table, the pills in the box in the garage. I don't exagerate, it's a lot. I have the pill shelf in my pantry and the pill basket. I might have more than 150 bottles of pills. I've researched it until I'm blue in the face and experimented now for years. I'm embarassed by how many bottles I have emassed.
There is just something incredibly goofy about my digestion and I don't get the amino acids I require to run my body. I think my diet is 50% pills and 25% protein shakes and 25% Starbucks. At least that's what I joke to myself.
I take the supplements because they work for my GI, insomnia and mood -- alas they don't do anything for my fatigue.
I think though it is impossible to ask healthy people to take the scary leap - the leap where doctors don't always know exactly what is wrong with you. The leap where there does not exist an easy pharma fix. I think there is a shiny happy bubble around healthy folks where if they get sick, they go in, five minutes later they get diagnosed, boom -- cured! Haha (I wonder if that drives doctors a little crazy too?)
But yeah, anyway -- this blog doesn't really have a point.
Just that I might be the supplement queen. And I really like cats. Haha - and coffee.
PS -- I only have one cat friend companion. He insists on being an only cat.
PS2 -- Thank you everyone for being so super nice and allowing me to vent / write here. I really appreciate the kindness and bright lovely comments and support - AMAZING -- this is the best community online.
This is my art table with a couple of project underway -- takes me forever to finish something. Flowers are easier because I can just make them up ;-P
Blog entry posted by Runner5, Jan 24, 2018.